So I thought
Can I just hang here and rot
Will I be missed
Me, the person they once kissed
But will they see the pain
Or will my name just be used in vain
But if i stay will i even be sane
Its just a state of mind when I’m happy
But then I relize this world is crappy
Can’t I just ask for help
Or can I jump and sleep on a bed of kelp
Could you even tell
Or was it the happiness i would sell
I thought you were different from what youn promised
But like everyone else you’re on the side of darkness
So why do I still get my hopes up
Atleast I still have some drink in this cup
The only thing still holding me is faith
But you’re just the eighth
So i can stopp chasing that unicorn
And its now time to throw away all the pages that were torn
But you can’t stop there
Just get a new book, it’s worth it I swear
So dont getv your self down cause life’s not fair
Just always keep a pen and paper as a spair
Your book will never end
But you can have all the beginings you want
It will be rewarding with all the time you’re spending
Dont let the devil be in charge of commanding
And so I thought…
I’ll just let the rope rot
